So its Wednesday the middle of the week for most people, well not for me Thursday's are my last day of work for the week. Technically that means my weekend should start on Wednesday nights, cause I mean come on everyone has to go to work hung over atleast one day out of the week. Last Wednesday, I drank two Mickey's forties, and then hung out with the neighbors for a while. I came back home and then got a call from Big Ryan, I went and drank for like 3 more hours before stumbling home at 4 in the morning, only to wake up at 6:50 for work.   ¶ 8:31 PM

  What a weekend especially Saturday night. I should have written this on Sunday morning when all the details were still fresh in my mind, but here goes anyway. Saturday afternoon started off with me drinking Rolling Rocks around 2 p.m. Then as the night progressed I moved on to, Gin and Tonic's and something I like to call a 3-2-1 mix. By Midnight I was in the back of a car, with Jeff behind the wheel and some girl who was sloshed in the passenger seat, trying to give him directions to meet her friends. I'm not an advocate of drinking and driving at all, but if this girl were allowed to drive home by herself she would have most definitley ended up in the hospital, so it was good Jeff drove her to the Middle East, except for the fact that he was drunk as well. The walk home from the Mid-East came to a hault when I decided that it was hot out and I wanted to go for a swim in the Charles River, thats right the dirtiest body of water in Boston. Off went my shoes, socks, hat, and everything out of my pockets, and over the bridge along Mass Ave. I went. The fall must have been a good 40 feet, when I hit the water I went to the bottom of the river and then back up again, gasping for air because I had swallowed about a gallon of this polluted water. I looked up and saw Jeff peering over the side asking me if I was ok, "Yes" I shouted and then continued to swim to the shore which was about a third of the way across the river from me. When I finally got out of the water about 10 minutes later I threw up everything I had swallowed only mintues earlier, and took a long cab ride home, and then continued to throw up once I got there.
Lesson learned here: There isn't one really, I had a blast doing it although I will never do it again.   ¶ 8:02 PM

  Wow so the last time I wrote anything was more than a month ago. I was not in the mood to write for a long time, but I guess its back now. In the time gone by I have taken a trip to Swampscott and gone to Long Beach in Nahant. Brendan Mullins has actually made it out to Boston to check out 76 Calumet . I've eaten a bag of mushrooms, which weren't as bad as I remembered them being, they were actually quite fun. I've taken a trip to see the Grandparents right outside of Hartford, CT. Other than those few things I've just been doing the same things that I always used to do. You might ask, "which was?" To answer that question I would say absolutley nothing except going to work during the week and drinking on the weekends.
It has been a little different with the drinking lately however, I have not been getting really drunk instead I've just been drinking until a point were I can still function as if sober in a given situation, but know to myself that I'm not sober.
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